Russian roulette..
A Poem by Coyote PoetryLife is taking chances. We will fall many times. If we are lucky. We will know peace one day.) Russian roulette.. Beautiful young woman dances on a stage on… Continue reading
Daily Archive: September 7, 2024
The stranger song…
The stranger song.. Pretty lady asked her old lover. When did we become strangers?Once we talked, danced and sang the whole night through.Now we sit together. Your eyes had died and your hopeful… Continue reading
The Raven and the Coyote..
(The Raven and the CoyoteA Story by Coyote PoetryA story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out.) The Raven and the Coyote.. The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken by the sitting… Continue reading
You forgave me…
You forgave me.. I remember us. We were something.I chased you till you couldn’t run no-more.I promised you the moon, I promised you a ancient love.We drank aged wine and we danced till… Continue reading
Gypsy soul…
Gypsy soul.. Once, I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was a free man. Once, I danced with the Pacific, the Winter storms taught me. We are… Continue reading
Once…
Once Stealing kisses,hands falling together,finding new place to be discovered.We loved so damn hard,we forgot to have a safety net. ——————————————————————– If I knew We had the Fall and the Winter,I got lost… Continue reading
Pretty words..
Pretty words.. Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She told… Continue reading
The wildflowers…
Nude.. You leave me breathless,with nothing to hide,evening perfection.————————————————————————— Wildflowers.. The wildflowers are jealous,with you near,become less beautiful.——————————————————————————– Painted memories.. I wrote on skin,I painted secret words,on yearning skin. ————————————————————————————— Kiss and touch… Continue reading
The perfect morning…
The perfect morning.. I told the Michigan morning sky. I believe in miracles. Pretty woman sat by the open window, she watched the city come alive. I gazed at her and I asked… Continue reading